| Joseph Friedlander, comp. The Standard Book of Jewish Verse. 1917. | | | | A rare, sweet daughter of a wondrous race | | By Minot Judson Savage |
| | | A RARE, sweet daughter of a wondrous race | |
| She flamed with all the old-time prophets fire, | |
| And woke again the echoes of that lyre | |
| That from the haunted Saul the clouds could chase, | |
| In her own might the heart of Miriam trace, | 5 |
| Or Deborah, aroused to holy ire | |
| When her loved people did her soul inspire; | |
| Yet lacked she nothing of a womans grace. | |
| Would she had lived to right her peoples wrongs, | |
| To thrill and lift them, with her grand souls might, | 10 |
| And make them worthy of her noble thought! | |
| But let her Israel still sing her songs, | |
| And in her counsels learn to find delight, | |
| And not in vain her suffering soul has wrought. | | | | |
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